media: radio

I used to believe that there were little people inside my radio who sang the music. When my radio broke I figured they'd died. Imagine my surprise when I was opening my Christmas present and I got a new radio. How had they been able to breathe in the wrapping paper? I figured this one wouldn't work either, Santa had suffocated them.

I remember going through an old cupboard once when I was about nine years old and finding this really old looking '60s styled radio. I ran upstairs and plugged some batteries into it because I was certain that I'd be able to listen really old radio shows - shows as old as the radio, straight from the past. I was gutted when I turned it on and heard that week's top 40 chart show.

When I was about 4 my sister told me on a car ride that the radio contained little people that sang and played guitar. I once stuffed some bread in the cassette player because I thought they might be hungry.

I used to believe that bands lined up all day at radio stations to play one song...then they would pack up and move to another station...they would do this all day everyday.

I always wanted to be a disk jockey. I was going to be TJ the DJ. This all went fine until I learned that the DJ used records, then I lost interest. Up until that point I thought it was the actual bands playing because when I listened to the radio the DJ would all ways say, "Up next is....". I assumed they were all at the radio station waiting their turn to play.

When I was in first grade my teacher sent me to another class to get a boombox. I thought that a boombox was a box that would actually say "boom" when you would open it. Boy, was I surprised when it was just a stupid radio.

I was in prep. We had an old radio in our house which stopped working. When my dad opened it to change the batteries or something, we found a dead cockroach inside it and he made a joke that the "thing" inside the radio had just died which is why it stopped working. At that time I took that joke far too seriously and everytime we listened to a radio i used to think of how that "thing" inside it was doing it.

I used to believe the static noise you hear when you play around with the radio dial was actually messages from space. I would listen to it for hours on end trying to decipher the alien language.

My grandpops tricked me into thinking a lil man lived in our stereo, and he had a pet bird. When I looked into the CD drawer, he'd whistle like a bird and make funny voices. I'd sit there for ages talking to the man in the radio.

i used to believe that small small peoples are inside tht radio ,and they are fearing to come out .on those days i used to shout at radio "if you are brave ennof come out and fight with me bleady beggers"

I used to believe when a radio anouncement for a club said "No Cover" that meant No Clothes.

My parents used to have an old radio. I thought it could only play old songs, like from when they were young.

I used to believe that old cars only played old music on thier radios.

My mum used to listen to Radio 4 a lot... I used to believe that those honoured celebrities who featured on Desert Island Discs really were sent off to be shipwrecked on a desert island with their records, luxury, Bible and book!

When I was little, they told me the "Amos and Andy" radio show was about "colored people." For a long time, I thought they were red because they were sponsered by Campbells Tomato Soup.

I thought that the radio was broadcasted by only one person. They could speak several languages and sing in different styles.